Gentle

Cold, bright, soft2ft deep, crystalFlying through the airwaiting to push my downWhen you crystallize my hairwith hatredNow I am the snowI feel the pain all snow feels insideI have only 24 hours or lesswhile you sleep for time to healthen you come backand stomp all over meHey why not bring along your friendsto stomp all over me some moreI mean you seem to be having so much funI am the snowI now feel painPain of not only beingInjured, but I have no hearI have no feeling to like youYou care not even the smallest ofhow I feelI am the snowSnow is gentleWhen you touch itYou leave a hole.